Chapter 139

Ming City is the 36 main city pools of Xingluo empire.

Adjacent to the twilight ghost forest and Mozhu Valley, it is the economic lifeline of Xingluo empire.

Every year, Ming city brings more economic benefits to Xingluo empire than the other 35 cities. In particular, the ink bamboo produced every year is a favorite item of all soul masters in Douluo mainland.

A hundred year old ink bamboo is enough to help a young soul master wash essence and cut marrow. Therefore, Ming City has become an important city in the version of Xingluo Empire, only second to Xingluo city.

At the gate of Ming City, a group of soldiers in black armor were checking the people who came in.

Behind the group of soldiers sat a man in gray cloth. The man looked happy and gently waved a white bone trimmed feather fan in his right hand, as if everything had passed in his eyes.

At this time, an old man with a bamboo basket on his back was stopped by the soldiers. The long gun butted against the old man's chest. The shiny gun head looked frightening.

The old man trembled and said, "officer, Xiaomin is a resident in the Ming City. I don't know why officer wants to stop me?"

The soldier sneered and said, "what's hidden in the bamboo basket behind you?"

When talking about the bamboo basket, the old man looked a little unnatural and avoided his eyes.

"Return to the official! Xiaomin doesn't have any livelihood in Ming City, so..."

"So hide a century old ink bamboo in your bamboo basket! If it is sold, it will be enough to exchange you for two or three years of prosperity!"

The old man looked puzzled, turned out a glittering gold soul coin from his sleeve, quietly handed it to the soldier, smiled and said: "officer, I want to sell a black bamboo, but the soul beast in the black bamboo Valley is more terrible than that in the twilight soul beast forest! How can I steal a hundred year old black bamboo!"

The soldier also smiled and said, "hehe! Old man, do you think a gold soul coin can buy us? Come and catch him. Go to jail!"

The soldiers standing in a row unloaded the bamboo basket behind the old man and prepared to escort him to the prison.

"It's not too ugly to be popular!" a sarcastic voice came from the crowd preparing to enter the city.

The soldier who received the gold soul coin had a gloomy face and scolded, "who dares to insult our soldiers guarding the city?"

Businessmen bowed their heads one after another. Mingcheng was the most fertile city of Xingluo empire. The profits obtained by every soldier guarding the city from other ways were not under their group of businessmen, and the most important thing was to confiscate the goods of those businessmen who wanted to enter Mingcheng.

Seeing that everyone was silent, the soldier snorted coldly and said, "you can enter the Ming City if you want! Everyone must pay the fee for entering the city!"

Pay for entering the city?

Everyone looked shocked. They have been in and out of Mingcheng for decades, at least three or four years. They have never heard of the need to pay fees to enter the city?

"Mr. Guan, we are all merchants who often travel to and from Mingcheng, but we have never heard of any fees to pay for entering the city!" a bloated businessman said humbly.

"I didn't have this fee. But I'm not in a good mood today..."

Everyone understood the mystery, and everyone retreated one after another. A 14-year-old boy was standing in place with his neck stretched.

The guard understood at a glance and sneered, "was that your boy just now?"

Seeing that all the people around him lowered their heads, the young man was not afraid. He looked up at his neck and said, "it's just that I can't stand your food. What's the matter? As officers and soldiers of Xingluo Empire, your duty is to protect your country, not to search for people's fat and ointment from the people every day."

Hearing the speech, the crowd became more and more silent. Only one person stood on the right side of the young man, revealing a trace of appreciation in his eyes.

As soon as the soldier waved his hand, a group of soldiers with long guns immediately caught the boy.

The guard stepped forward, held the young man's head high and said, "what do you think this is? In this city, I am the master of heaven and earth. You bedbugs lying on the ground praying for mercy are just a pile of garbage. Ah Liu, tell me what crime it should be to insult the guard soldiers according to the rules formulated by the city master's house!"

The soldier called ah Liu took out the long knife at his waist and said respectfully to the soldier: "Lord Zhang Da, according to the rules formulated by the city Lord, anyone who wants to intrude into the Ming City, regardless of his status, should be beheaded!"

The young man looked a little frightened when he heard the word cut. He bit his teeth and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Zhang Da spit on the young man and said in disgust, "why? Do you know you're afraid now? I tell you, I'm the brother-in-law of the city Lord. Killing you is just a word! Now you kneel on the ground and beg me, I may be able to let you live. Otherwise..."

Although the boy showed fear physically, he didn't beg for mercy in his mouth.

"Even if I die, I can't beg you."

"Cut it!"

The long knife in ah Liu's hand was held high above his head. The next second was to kill the young man.

The knife light flashed, and the young man closed his eyes, but the sharp knife didn't fall on the young man's neck.

At this time, a younger boy was holding the sharp knife in one hand and frowned, "is it too much to kill for such a small thing?"

The boy left the capital of killing and went straight to ye can in the star forest!

Zhang Da looked gloomy and put his hand on the saber at his waist. "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. Even the royal family can't kill people at will!"

Zhang Da's face sank when he heard the speech. He turned his head and shouted to the cloth man who was taking a nap next to him, "Lord tiger! Someone here despises you!"